I felt more horrible at 7am when I called in sick than I had in several days. My throat was a brillow pad, and my voice was that of a frog. "Hi," I stammered. "This is _______ _______, and I have to take a sick day."
I apparently wasn't the first to call, and she sighed and said, "Well, you're not goign to have a sub."
She waited for my reply, but I didn't give one.
"But if you're sick, you're sick."
I said "yes," and that was that.
Then I get a text from a colleague at 8:30: "We have 3 people out and you don't have a sub!"
I wonder if the kids do have a sub by now. I feel a little bad, but I take sick days very sparingly - I've never gone over three in a school year, and that was the year I had my two major surgeries (planned at break times, to minimize the days out). And I really am sick, although getting up and moving around a bit after sleeping in has made it feel a lot better. I'll rest more this evening, and make it in tomorrow.
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